Mennyt mies [English translation]

I'm a mystical silvery disco man

I'm a lip-licking lizard man

I'm New England's leather man

who is born from joy all over again

You knew me earlier as Markku

that boy doesn't exist anymore

you tore a page of your memory book

I'm out of your mind entirely

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Past man

is history

Past man

is history

Sugarbeet doesn't interest me

I won't go to the institute at fall

I haven't hunt for years

I don't want to grab a gun

I've got a synthesizer and guitar and amp

rose design on my lace curtains

I've got a past world in my room

I've got a brilliant future

chorus

My dad used to carve wooden men

I found a wooden woman from the field

even a spearhead I found and lost

I carve my own men on vinyl

And when you once open the radio

you hear something strangely familiar, beautiful

that you think, you have once known

that you thought, you were able to forget

chorus

I'm a mystical silvery disco man

I'm a lip-licking lizard man

I'm New England's leather man

who is born from joy all over again